Wednesday, March 16, 2011

nociceptors 3

reflection light burning
as the drip and drip drip
the sink drips echo inside
burns at the brain flesh
little hungry creature
clinging to my back
tightly squeezing out
the juices and the thoughts
ascends upward the spine
treppanative talons
drinking in subjectivity
bolder bright is coming
sired into oblivion

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